#been listening to a lot of lady gaga these days so this happened

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Fiddauthor divorce arc speedrun <3

After 30 years of searching for his lost brother through demonic rituals and summonings, Ford has become a bit of a notorious demon collector over the years. He's made a LOT of deals with MANY different demons over the years; from minor and harmless little entities to big and powerful overlords. Most of the time, these deals aren't really a one-way situation, so a lot of demons have a strong grip on him just as much as he does on them. It often ends up being a mutual sort of destruction, as in: "I know I'm but a mere mortal trifling with things I couldn't begin to fathom, and I know you will destroy me eventually; but I don't care as long as I get to destroy you too." He just needs to live long enough to find his brother.

The red hands are essentially pieces of himself (his soul, you could say??) that he wields as his method of restraint to the demons he has "tamed" so far. They act as a leash to contain each demons' powers, and he can loosen or tighten his hold on them as much as he wants. The number of hands required to contain a demon really depends on their individual strengths, but 3-4 hands are already very energy consuming.

YES, I gave all of his demons stupid names. SUE ME.

[randomperson0k]

jekyll andh yde jjekyln and yyde hdye hyde jelyl and hyde jekyll hyde

info below wwww

every comment i get about these not being accurate to the og characters ill draw jekyll in a pink dress and cat ears dancing to taylor swift . i dont like taylor swift no not really i just find it funny to think that jekyll listens to taylor swift and britney spears . yeah. and lady gaga too. that evil 43 year old man would totally love that type of stuff

uh yes this was my old tgs headcanon world if you recognise these from that hi. but i kind of got out of tgs a bit due to personal reasons so i grabbed the previous headcanonned characters and flipped them upside down and made them into their own thing outside of tgs. i think i did a good job? i didnt really want to associate them with tgs anymore so i just took every creative turn that squirmed itself into my head. and it helped that my previous tgs headcanon world strayed really far from the og in the first place and was kind of already its own thing. so yeah i kind of like what i have so far im pretty happy with it . i really like uttersons character so far and im excited to start on emma and lucy [my hatred for the j&h musical has fuelled me to make my own version of them] im especially excited for emma i have so many ideas for her character and just. ideas to actually make her even a character and not just a plot role for jekyll. i love you emma you deserved so much better ill give you a gun and make you a werewolf and everything you deserve everything cool and awesome babygirl !!!! ill even give you a cool spiked jacket that your girlfriend gave you!!!! everything for you !!!!

basic story plot for this side of the story [since the story is split across multiple perspectives and these are just some of the many] uhhh jekyll goes crazy and fully stays transformed as hyde and falls into really bad habits and addiction as hyde . it starts small at first but when lanyon dies it hits the tipping point and they fully give up on trying. jekyll is considered dead due to being missing for a good chunk of months and hyde inherits the stuff from the will and takes over the life their previous persona had [very messily though since hyde is a complete wreck right now]

meanwhile utterson in the background is fully loosing her mind in depression [thinks he lost her two only friends. fair enough] but one day sees jekyll in the street running even though jekyll has been considered dead for like months by then. utterson then gets real bad tunnel vision on finding jekyll and dedicates everything to finding jekyll. spends all her time locked in her room just looking for leads. drops her job and everything to dedicate herself to this. his main lead and who he has to team up with to find jekyll?: hyde [said person very much so not wanting to team up with utterson due to who theyre hunting but only does it because theyre still clinging to and missing some of the old parts of their previous identity as jekyll with one of those parts being their old friendship with utterson] anyways they basically go on a big little detective goose chase until utterson gets pissed at hyde after figuring out some stuff and they fight and split off from eachother and hyde like gets kidnapped immediately after that because lets be real nobody really likes that guy they have so many enemys. what a loser

oh and yeah uh lanyon gets brought back to life frankie style and just becomes a minion for this guy kind of. im still developing them. basically theyre hunting hyde though because same as everybody they think hyde killed jekyll . and lanyon kind of lost their marbles from the whole getting brought back process and lost a lot of their memorys. ok guys cmon literally all my lanyons are sweethearts who just so happen to be friends with insane people [utterson and hyde] i deserve to make a adaptation where all 3 of them are equally insane. ok. i deserve it for all the normal lanyons ive made.

i wanted to make jekyll really creepy and also affected by the soul split thing and not just hyde so jekyll is kinda weird in this one. he looks younger in some images and thats done on purpose . when hes being creepy he looks younger. uh i have a doodle of what he looks like when hes getting 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 and being very not normal . im not adding it. to the main post because i dont like the art it looks STINKY !!!

you can see all my design notes on the side lol i like to yell at myself in my notes

feeling cute so ill probably kill them all as the storys ending yeah somebodys gotta humble jekyll and beat his head on the curve im just doing gods work yknow

kidding maybe

still deciding. vote to decide if jekyll gets beat in the street or not !!!

ok im ending this i gotta stop talking or ill never stop

im VERY tired right now. hit like and subscribe for more epic bangers from yours truely!!!!

[batsvnte]

𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞 • 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

Pairing(s): Wally Darling

Sypnosis: you seem to not get enough of these phone calls you’ve been getting from Wally. Not like how he’s acting recently

Warning(s): Obsessive behavior, cursing, reader is 0.01% away from breaking something, also hints reader is progressively getting sick, ooc maybe, not proofread

Song used: Telephone by Lady Gaga

Word Count: 2K

Notes: black gender neutral!reader (they/them pronouns) with lovesick! Wally. Here’s my go at the lovesick au heunehueeb— the color for the lyrics are killing me but it’s fine. Also decided to go for the second person to see how this works. Au belongs to @halohelene on tik tok, characters belong to @/partycoffin

Not that I don’t like you, I’m just at a party

You wished that you realized sooner.

The little signs that was being given off ever since that rainy day that occurred few weeks prior to what was happening now. You recalled how drenched everyone became since they were out in the rain. One of your neighbors, Wally Darling, specifically. Two days later is when it started showing physically since he was coming out to less and less. The everyone concluded that he was down with an sickness that Wally came down with.

Lounging around in your home without anything planned for the day as usual. Though part of you was reluctant to hear knocking on your door, or the phone's ringing. Waiting for someone to talk to you and drag you to bring them into their fun shenanigans they have planned for the day. You often shake away the thought, wanting the day to be by yourself as some way to recharge yourself due to your social battery being inherently low for the past couple of days.

You were broken out of your thoughts the moment the phone rang. You nearly shoot up right out of your seat before relaxing, realizing it might be one of the neighbors calling you. You suspect it would be Sally since she's been recently calling you a lot. For advice on the plays she has written and notes that she rambles to you about scenes. All the usual stuff that you and Sally would talk about for hours.

"Hello? (L/N) speaking." It was like an automated line that is always said whenever the phone was picked up by you.

No answer. You thought that it was some mistaken call that was directed to you. You were about to speak again before your voice was caught up in your throat.

"Hello neighbor.."

Wally's voice filled your ear. You haven't talked to him in a long while which surprised you in the slightest. Part of you was relieved that he was calling you.

"Hey Wally!" A smile spread across your face. "I haven't heard from you in a while. Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm feeling great, neighbor." Through his monotonous voice there was some bit of comfort for him through those words. "I'm so glad you picked up. I've missed your voice."

Here was the start of what you thought was to be a short conversation. Chatting about what you were doing the past couple of days and rambling about your interests to him. He didn't have much to say but he made it known that was listening to every single thing you said. Wally would often times thrown in compliments which caught you off guard. Maybe this was the first sign you needed to know.

"Look, Wally I need to go." It was your third reminder to him since you realized how long you've been in the phone for.

"What about the story? Can you tell me more about it, please?"

"I'll tell you soon."

"But–"

You didn't hear the rest of what he had to say due to bringing the phone away from your ear while uttering a quick bye before hanging up. You let out a soft sigh, not realizing how late it's gotten. The sun was already at its prime of setting, revealing only streetlights as its main source to see the outside world clearly. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion as you wondered what time it was. And how long you've been on the phone for.

And I am sick and tired of my phone ringing

Getting prepared for your night time routine you realized you weren't as tired as you thought to be. You just been staring up at the ceiling for the past consecutive hours of the night. You decided against your thoughts of attempted sleeping, getting up from your warm covers and into the chill air of your room.

You chose to do you hair, wanting a new hairstyle for yourself. Turning on some music just loud enough for you to hear only you started with plaiting your hair. You were somewhat aware of how long it would take, but it didn't matter. Just as long as you didn't sit around doing nothing without any ounce of exhaustion is something you didn't want to do.

Through the music you mindlessly part and plait your hair into tiny strands to make braids. You didn't realize how many you've done before you heard a noise. Slowly down your pace you glance to the radio that was carelessly tossed onto you bed. You've heard this song more than enough times to count the beats to the song.

Something about it was throwing you off.

Listening closely to the noise you've made a slow realization of the phone ringing. It was faint since the phone was in a completely different room but it felt like it was directly next to you. Questions starting to flood your mind as you finally finish the hair strands in your hand, directing your eyes over to the closed door of your bedroom.

'How long has the phone been ringing?'

It could've been minutes since the phone has been ringing. Getting a random call in the middle of the night scared you somewhat even though the phone line was directly connected to your friendly neighbors. You turn your head back to the mirror that you were seated in front of. It was better not to answer the phone right now since it was probably a random call accidentally made to you. But was it? You didn't know at all. You just needed to finish what you started.

After the final braid was done, you cleaned yourself up and flopped down on your bed. Barely missing the radio that tilted to the side due to your weight on the bed. Exhaustion finally caught up with you and you fell asleep.

Sometimes I feel like I live in Grandcentral Station

For the next couple of days was a never ending cycle for you. It weirded you out at first without any question. But the more you repeated the same action, it would just happen not even minutes later once you were away from it. Waking up to a mundane routine is something you wished for.

Wake up, get yourself breakfast, phone rings for several minutes, do you daily activities friends, get dinner, and go to sleep.

Wake up, phone rings for several minutes, get yourself some breakfast, the phone rings for an hour, do your daily activities, get dinner and go to sleep.

The phone rings for several minutes, wake up, phone rings for two hours, get yourself breakfast, the phone goes off, stay indoors, the phone rings, dinner, the phone rings, and go to sleep.

The phone rings again. The ringing was driving you insane. It was going on any time you were inside your own home. Whenever you went to another's house, their phone was silent as ever. Something that you had wished for. But it wasn't the only thing that kept you up late at night. You've been having conversations with Wally prior to the endless phone calls. Part feeling bad that he was still stuck in his home instead of being outside and spending time with the neighbors. You hadn't realize that his condition was getting progressively worse the more you kept talking to him.

Wally wanted to hear your voice more. He needed to hear you talk about whatever came to mind or was brought up. The sound of your voice was a melodious tune to him. Wally couldn't help it at all.

You wished you connected it sooner than expected.

And yet here you were. You were sitting down at the dinner table that was in your own home, your food gone untouched. You could only stare blankly at the plate in front of you knowing well that it's gone cold. Your eyes slowly drifted over to the phone that was resting on the counter. You had moved it during one of your calls with Wally so you can multitask: talk to him while making yourself something to eat. Easier and more convient for you, wasn't it?

It's been ringing once again. Your mind automatically thought it was Wally calling you again. It couldn't be anyone else to call you this late at night.

How else would he know that you tend to stay up into the late hours of the night. Or how you would wake up without a thought, doing whatever gets you back into exhaustion so you have more energy for tomorrow. How else could he know these details about you that you never mentioned.

You pushed the chair back without cringing at the screeching floorboard you caused it to make. You storm into the kitchen, opening various of drawers and digging through the various amount of supplies that you had stashed away. You were doing it aggressively to the point were you could've accidentally taken out an entire drawer. Pulling and slamming over and over again before you found what you were looking for. You scooped up a pair of scissors into your hands with the satisfaction of finally finding your desired item.

Pushing yourself away from the messy drawers and cabinets, you rush back over to the phone. You nearly knock over the phone which would've been desirable but it wasn't what you were aiming for. Going to the other side, you trace the long thin cable that connected your phone to the house, which gave access to anyone calling you. Finding no care for the length, you swiftly snip the cord in half.

An unfamiliar silence filled the room. Lowering your hands, you let one end of the cord slip through you hands and onto the floor. Relief washes over your body was you stand up properly. Sliding the scissors gently onto the counter. Turning away from the phone with no care what you're going to do with it. As long as it was silent, you were happy.

The phone rings.

You nearly snap your neck to look at the phone once again. Tou were thinking you might be imagining it all over again. The phone vibrates as the ringing starts up again. You were sure that you cut the phone line. What other cord could be connected to the phone.

'What the fuck is going on? Why is it ringing? How is it still ringing!? Just fucking stop!'

One thing led to another and you found yourself on the floor sitting against the wall. Viewing the phone that was at a distance due to it being knocked over by you throwing it at a nearby wall. It didn't break fully which made you more frustrated, but you didn't have anymore energy to deal with it. You were tired. You wanted it to stop.

"Now neighbor.. is that a way to answer a friend?" Wally's faint voice was heard through the phone, but you made no effort to get closer to hear him better.

"You destroyed your phone," Wally continues to speak with a loving tone in his voice. He sounds genuine, but you knew that there was another emotion present. "How can I be able to hear your voice if I can't call you.. Don't you think it would be better to visit me?”

You remained silent. Something about the suggestion was almost to good to pass up. It has been days since you’ve seen him, and you didn’t want anything more than to make up the lost time with the shorter puppet. But then again, Wally was sick and you weren't going to risk getting others down if you ended up getting sick as well.

You could only stare at the phone but you could feel Wally’s eyes focused on you. Eager for an answer.

Tonight I’m not taking no calls, cause I’ll be dancing

This is so messy omFG

I was working on another one au thing I saw on tik tok but somehow this au dragged me back here. I’ve been so stressed because of my grades and exams but writing this made me feel better at least. But like- you finna go see him or nah 👀

[xtess0]

Treat you better

Loki x Female reader

Story came up to mind while listening to treat you better - Shawn Mendes and Paparazzi - Lady gaga

words: 1,1191

⚠️ fluff, cursing, jealousy, bad grammar prob

As a member of the avengers, there's nothing that can surprise you anymore. Except for the sudden upcoming torture you certainly weren't prepared for.

After mission with the avengers, you all gathered in recommended restaurant eating a great meal. However people get more and more interested in avengers so they begin to treat them as celebrities. Paparazzi and hungry fans were starting outside the restaurant windows. Thor: „I suggest we either leave or get scratches all over our faces of a broken glass.." Steve: „Good idea. Let's get going.." They all left the restaurant in a hurry using the back door. Natasha: „I guess we now got a lot of fans.." Tony: „You think? It's obvious everybody was there for me! The greatest Iron man that everybody loves" Steve: „Dont get your hopes up Stark, it's not only you that's saving the world." Everybody was talking about any topic possible, however you were holed up in a corner. Silent and lost in your own thoughts. Thor: „Hey kid you alright? You're all pale and seem to be a bit in shock, what's going on?" Y/n: „Nothing, just thinking about all that happened through the day" Thor: „You sure? Your body language doesn't speak to me as it's only "thoughts of the day" but points to something much deeper. So what's up?" you sigh as he figures out your true thoughts. Y/n: „I never really been the confident person that's like Tony. So motivated and so pleased of people's attention" Thor nods as a sign to tell you that he understands. There's a knock on the door, but nobody dares to answer it. ??: „OPEN THE DOOR! Y/N I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!" Steve: „Y/n do you know that guy behind the door?" You nod, concern evident in your expression. Thor gets up enraged and open the door. Thor: „Who are you and why should I let you talk to Y/n." ??: „Are you making a fool of me? Im her boyfriend Robert!" Everybody's expression is now telling "interested and surprised" all of them gaze at you. Robert: „You're hanging out with these .. arrengers"

Tony: „Avengers" He corrects him as a mockery. Robert: „You're the worst of them all Stark! who do you think you are?" Tony: „I beg your pardon? Im a hero, what did you do to make the world a better place?" Robert is speechless and instead of making a foolish insult he approaches Y/n and drag her out the door. However Thor grabs his shoulder, his grip is tough. Thor: „Not so fast, where do you think you're taking her?" Robert: „Away from freaks like you, let go!" Thor laughs at his response Thor: „You should really choose your words wisely, you don't know who you're speaking to." However you let it happen since you're already used to your boyfriend's rude behavior. Y/n: „It's fine Thor, really we're going to leave now." Everyone looked at you with a slight worry expression but let it go for now. You and your "boyfriend" left, it was cold and dark outside. Y/n: „Robert it's a long walk home and im freezing can we take the bus?" Robert: „No, you're fine" you continued walking for the next few meters but it was really cold and you only had a jacket on. Y/n: „Robert it's mid November can you please give me your jacket if you want me to walk home." you said furious already. Robert: „No! Im cold also and im not going to freeze to death." As you go on, you were in the middle of the street and a big truck was coming at you. Robert moved away and left you there, you didn't worry about it much. You were convinced that life had no meaning and let it happen. But you got dragged away by someone that was convinced your life was still worth something.

On the ground now, lying with a random someone on top of you. They moved away and asked if you were alright. Robert saw what happened, him on the other side of the street was watching the scene all though he didn't want to get in trouble for not helping you so he ran away. You looked into your savior's face and as the street light lit up his face you realized it's Loki. L: „Im sorry for the sudden jump at you but I just had to do something. It.. it was an instinct." Y/n: „I thanks.. I guess.." He was confused at your respond but let it go and hand you his jacket Loki: „Here, you must be cold." Y/n: Thank.. you..? Aren't you, Loki the bad guy though?" Loki: „Well yes I am, but every villain has their past and still a soft place in their heart" You didn't make any scene about a villain saving your life, instead his words made you realize something you will think of later. Loki: „I must go" He turned around to walk off but then looked up at you again Loki: „What is your name?" you were caught off guard when he asked for your name and hesitated, if you should or shouldn't give him your name. Y/n: „It's.. Y/n."

Nat: „Y/n, Y/n?!" Y/n: „Yeah!?" Nat: „The meeting's over, you were starting out the window for straight 7 minutes what's going on?" Y/n: „Just lost in thought." Nat: „Yeah? and so who's is that jacket?" She pointed at your jacket which you had over your shoulders Y/n „Uh someone's from the.. streets." Nat: „The streets? you mean like a homeless person!?" Y/n: „No! a guy gave it to me when I was cold" Nat looked at you shocked not knowing who you're speaking of. Nat: „Your boyfriend?" you shook your head.

Later that day you decided to look for Loki. It took you hours to look around the city, however no trace of him. You notice Thor in the distance and decide to approach him since he might help you find his brother. Y/n: „Thoor!!" He turned around excited to see you, he smiled and waved Thor: „Heyy! what you doing here?" Y/n: „I must find Loki" Thor: „Loki? my brother? what is your concern with him?" you panic a little not knowing what to answer. Y/n: „Well.. yesterday I haave.. met him and he.. he gave me his jacket! and I have to return it!" Thor looks at you suspiciously but decide to trust you. Thor: „I must apologize I'd love to help out but I have no idea where he's at." You look down disappointed. Thor: „Dont worry he will show up, soo let's get some lunch shall we?" you nod and both of you went towards a near restaurant.

The next day

You woke up with the bed empty next to you, wondering where Robert went. You tried calling him but no answer. Out of anger all you could do was throw and break things. The day went on and after 10:30 Robert came home all drunk. Y/n: „WHERE WERE YOU?!" Robert: „GOD! I come home to a booring house wife, why are you so concerned that I had a little fun!?" You were speechless and all you could express now was grief and tears. You left the house for a little walk to clean up your mind, crying by every step you take. You had to seat down on a near bench and burry your face into your tiny hands. Now on just within few minutes you felt someone's presence next to you, it was Loki sitting close. Loki: „What's wrong Y/n?" does he always appear near when I need him? or is this just my imagination. You think to yourself. Y/n: „Why do you care about my personal life, you dont even know me" Loki: „Oh how much do I know about you, you'd be surprised my dear." that scared you off for a bit questioning what did he mean by the "how much do I know about you" but you let it go and focused on him actually being there to comfort. Y/n: „Can you please stay around a little longer than last time.?" His expression says yes but your gut tells you no. For the next hour or so Loki comforted you and made you feel better, however he had to leave again so that meant you will be left alone with Robert.

At home which you weren't excited to return to, you immediately rushed into your room to stay alone and have some time for yourself. Thinking of Loki, his words and why does he appear near when you need him. It only made you realize some path which Loki is leading you. He mentioned something about villain's having a soft heart spot. So is this spot meant for you? You rushed to the avengers tower searching for Thor and when you did find him, you seen him talking to Loki. Thor: „Oh Hi Y/n! Loki showed up so you can return him the jacket now" You looked shocked that Loki was there in the tower. Y/n: „h..hi Thor can I speak to you? privately.." Thor: „Yyeah sure?" Y/n: „This is crazy.. it doesn't make any sense! How does Loki know where I am and when I am feeling sad all the time?!" Thor didn't know what you were talking about so all he did was stare. Loki knock on the half open door „May I interrupt. Y/n I want to ask you something" you look up to him waiting for the question. Loki: „Do you live together with the avengers here, or with that Robert?" that caught you off guard, why would he ask something like that? Y/n: „I live with my boyfriend Robert." Loki chuckles and quietly whispers to himself „Not for long." you didn't exactly heard what he said, you only hoped it was harmless.

Once Robert asked you to hang out and so you said yes, thinking he might wanted to apologize for his rude behavior but you were at the wrong path. Robert: „I took you out for a walk just to show you that I still love you, okay y/n?" you thought it was nice of him to take you out and say the words "i love you" but was it what he feels, or just words? On the walk by the frozen lake you met Thor hanging out with Loki and Steve. You pass by them and suddenly your boyfriend seems unpleased. Steve: „Hey Y/n! so nice to see you out here, it's pretty cold these days already" Y/n: „Yeah! it is freezing and it's not even December, might start snowing the next week" your boyfriend held your hand and didn't join the conversation instead he kept looking away. Loki noticed his body language and knew that your boyfriend disliked your new companions. Y/n: „Loki you alright? you're usually the one who speaks all the time why are you so silent now?" Loki: „Hey that was mean to call me a yapper" he chuckled though. Robert got mad cause he's been standing there with you for 10 minutes in the freezing cold so he dragged you closer to him „We're leaving. No talking backs to me." he said furiously. And Thor with Steve were worried for your relationship. Loki on the other hand was mad jealous, that piece of crap didn't deserve you. Thor: „What's going on brother?" Loki: „That dick doesn't deserve to be in a relationship I mean look how is he treating Y/n." Thor: „I agree, but since when do you worry about others" Steve hesitated if he should say something but he rather stayed quiet. Loki: „I might be the bad guy brother, as everyone know me for. But I'd definitely be a better boyfriend than that idiot." Thor realized what he meant and smirked Thor: „Brother you're in love with our previous Y/n aren't you?" Steve smirked to Thor's comment. Loki: „What makes you think I am brother.. Im just implying a villain could be a better companion than a random dude she found out on the streets." Thor decided to believe his own truth that Loki is falling for Y/n and be happy for him.

The end of November is approaching and the snowflakes are starting to fall. It's a beautiful view from the avengers tower and cozy from your home with your boyfriend's cuddles. Robert: „I made you hot chocolate since your hands are always cold" you thank him and he lies down to your lap, you caress his hair, wondering if he's still the one you want to love. He was always nice to you from the beginning and still is when you're alone but never on public, you wonder why is that. Y/n: „You don't mind if I invite my friends over for a while right.? it's only today" he looks up at you knowing exactly who you're speaking of. Even though he wasn't so sure he said yes, all he wanted now was keeping you happy for your favorite holiday of the year. As the avengers show up to your home you let them in and greet them, your boyfriend helped you make hot chocolate for everyone and all of you gathered in the living room for chit chat. You were next to your boyfriend holding his hand, speaking to Nat about girl stuff.

But you also kept looking at Loki hoping that Robert won't notice. Once tho Loki caught your gaze and smirk at you, a little blush appeared on your cheeks and your boyfriend noticed. He let go of your hand and left the room. Loki took an advantage of the situation and sat next to you. Loki: „Y/n are you really happy with him" Y/n: „I mean, sometimes..? He's nice just shy to show it on public you know.." He didn't want to hear anything nice about him he hated him and his attitude. Loki was fighting the urge to be close to you, he tried not to stare at your curves. Loki: „I know I can treat you better than he can. Any girl like you deserves a gentleman by her side. Tell me y/n.. why are you waisting time crying when you should be with me instead." You didn't know how to respond, after his sudden expression to you. He leaned in closer, not wanting to make you uncomfortable but also couldn't help his desire to have you for himself. He placed his hand on your cheek Loki: „Y/n you're seriously the most beautiful girl I've met and trust me, this feelings I have for you, isn't just like that for anyone else." All you felt now was mix of feelings if you should or shouldn't lean in to kiss him now. Although he hesitated to make a move now, he kissed you. You didn't pull away you return the kiss. Everyone noticed and cheered but neither of you wanted to pull away from the kiss to see Robert staring at you. Robert: „So not only you are a liar but also a cheater" the whole room silents down and you look at Robert with regret, speechless to answer him. Tony though takes the speaking for you „She isn't a cheater if she stayed loyal to you for 3 years straight till now. But how many times have you cheated on her through the years?" Robert didn't want to admit he had cheated on you more than once or twice. „Well enjoy a worse torture in your new relationship with a villain." He said and left the room. Y/n: „Am I in the wrong?.." Nat: „No Y/n your ex boyfriend was toxic and you only should be happy now to be away from him." You felt better after Nat's words but Robert interrupted again and throw your suitcase in front of you almost hitting you with it. „EVERYBODY OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!" Robert yelled.

All of you left the house, Loki could sense your worry so he reach out to hold your hand. „Everything's going to be alright Y/n we will all stay together in Stark's tower" Tony nod in agreement. As you arrive you were feeling a bit down but also glad that you got rid of someone so toxic. You were now looking out the window, Loki hugged you from behind and placed his head on your shoulder. Loki: „Y/n, I have to know.. Are we together now?" Y/n: „I need sometime for myself but I let you know.." Loki smiled and respect your decision.

To be continued?

[ladykirigakureayame]

Die With A Smile

(Saizo x MC) (Angst) [Samurai Love Ballad Party]

A/N: My first fanfiction so I hope you like it :) And english is not my main language so I hope the grammar is fine. When I was done with the story, it reminded me of the song "Die with a smile" by Bruno Mars and Lady Gaga so if you'd like to you can listen to the song for better experience, it fits with Saizo x MC after all :) <3

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It was a beautiful sunny day when it suddenly happened. I had our third son tied to my back, he was only 2 years old at the time. I was in the kitchen making lunch for my family when I suddenly heard my oldest son call my name with a worried tone in his voice. I dropped everything to go out to the veranda where they were and spotted two angry looking men standing in front of them.  

“Daddy will come home soon, now go inside and hide and don’t come out until we say so” I whispered as I removed my son from my back and gave him to my daughter. They did as I said, but reluctantly. 

“You are aware that you are scaring my kids, including me when strangers like you come to our house looking angry and dangerous like that” I said with a strong voice. Maybe I provoked them too much, but I couldn’t stop myself from saying that. They themselves looked very provocative, like that’s their motive to make us scared just from their looks. “What are you looking for? Can I help you with something?”

”We are looking for Saizo… Give us Saizo and we will leave you and your kids alone.” The tall but skinny guy said with a determined voice. I could tell they were obviously not Saizos' friends.  

”How did you find us?” I said as I slowly walked back inside, in case I had to grab my spear that was on the wall to protect myself. 

”Listen lady, you don’t have to play hard, just tell us where he is and we will leave.” The other guy said, with a stronger irritated voice. He was shorter but bigger in a more muscular way.

”I don’t know where he is and I don’t know when he is coming back, he went on a mission a couple of days ago.” That was actually a lie and I could tell by the looks on them that they did not believe it. 

Saizo had actually not been on a mission for almost 13 years since he ran away from Iga when I got pregnant with our twins. It was a dangerous time as a fugitive ninja in the beginning and not the ideal way of raising kids. At that time we had to move around a lot, sometimes living in an inn for a while and leaving just before they would find us. Sometimes we lived in abandoned temples or houses, and we did the same there, leaving before someone would find us. They did find us sometimes, mostly in the beginning and then it was fewer. There were a lot of times when I thought that I would lose Saizo. Since I did the running and hiding with the kids while he did the fighting. And when he was done he would come home to me looking almost like a dead person. 

Then when we finally found this house, the kids were 6 years old at that time. I finally couldn’t manage running anymore, I was exhausted and not a funny person to be around at that time. I tried to be strong, but I was not a good mother or a wife and it was not a stable life for the children to be moving around a lot. Basically not having a home, not knowing where we are going to live and ending up sleeping in a rundown shed one night then leaving the next day. And Saizo… He was strong as always for us. But I could tell that his body was also reaching its limit, it actually reached the limit a long time before we decided to settle down. I could tell because his wounds were increasing and started to heal slower and he was visibly tired even if he tried to hide it. 

So I told him we needed to stay. This house was the first one we found that was as far away from Iga you could go and that was out in the middle of nowhere. There was a small town, but you had to go for quite a while until you reached it. It was probably the reason this house was abandoned. 

The house was quite big, not big enough for the five of us now, but at the time it was perfect because we were four and the twins were still small. It was a bit run down but I helped Saizo with some of the repairs, and we also started growing our own vegetables in our garden. 

It took a while until we were confident enough to go to the town nearby. But after we did, he came home with weapons one day that he bought from a trader that was visiting the town. He bought two tanto knives for the children to use when they’re old enough to defend themselves. And a spear for me so that I could learn how to fight with it in case Saizo is not able to protect us. That I am happy for now. Because now I know I need to protect my kids until my husband comes home from his haunt again. 

”You had your chance lady…” The big guy said as they both grabbed their katanas. I ran and grabbed the spear and pointed it at them and tried with all strength I had to fight them, to at least make them drop their katanas or just make them tired. But it wasn’t enough, I wasn’t enough. They were not faster than me but they were stronger than me. And just when a little of my energy started to leave my body, one of them stabbed me from behind, right where my stomach is. Just when I look down to see the tip of the katana pointing out of my stomach, someone comes in and kills the two men just in the blink of an eye… 

I open my eyes feeling a sharp pain in my stomach. Saizo is holding me in his arms, trying to stop the blood from flooding with his other arm. It’s no use though and we both know it. 

”Saizo… The kids, are they fine? They were hiding in…” 

”Yes, then they should be fine…” I could see that his eyes were turning red, like he’s trying to hide his tears. ”We are safe now, little lady… I’m so proud of you, you did great. Everything will be fine. You will be fine.” He tries to reassure me that everything will be fine, but it sounds more like he’s trying to tell himself that. 

”Saizo…” I say as I take his hand from my stomach to rest it against my cheek. ”I don’t regret it, my life with you, running away. All I wanted was you by my side and you gave me three wonderful children. I could never be more thankful.” 

”All I want is you by my side too little lady… So stay with me.”  

I smile at him as my body is starting to feel heavy. 

”I love you Sai-” 

”Mother!” The last thing I hear is my children just making it into the room before everything turns completely dark… 

[bloodtwin]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN.

What made you pick up the current muse(s) you have?  puck darlington crawled inside my ear & attached himself to my brain like a parasite, and it wasn't enough for him to have 800 playthroughs in bg3. he needed to have several hundred thousand documents written about himself, too. 

Is there anything you don’t like to write?  i'm sure there's something, but nothing is coming to mind at the moment. i guess, for puck specifically, i'm a bit burnt out on writing during the events of the first 2 acts of bg3. i've explored those two in particular a LOT already, so i'm kinda like “yes, yes. he's two days old & he has murder urges, blah blah blah. seen it before.” 

not that i'm completely adverse to writing those. there are still ways to make them interesting & fun, i'm sure. :~) 

Is there anything you really enjoy writing?  i bring a certain sitcom-esque vibe to dramatic threads that other rp blogs don't really like. i also enjoy putting very strange, bisexual men (on adderall out of control) in literally any situation. 

How do you come up with headcanons? i am in the shower acting out entire scenes to myself, so a lot of my ideas come from there. or from media i'm watching. or just chit-chatting with friends, bouncing ideas back & forth. 

Do you write in silence or do you play music?  it depends. music can be too distracting for me sometimes, so i'll listen to asmr videos instead. i don't like writing in complete silence, unless i'm super in the zone or something. 

Do you plan your replies or wing them?  i actually black out every time i open my drafts. 

Do you enjoy shipping?  yeas … i love to push my barbie dolls together & make them kiss. fujomaxxing + yaoipilled etc etc

What’s your alias/name?  adam / louis. i  mostly use adam online & louis irl but both work.

Age?  23, babey!!

Birthday?  august 15th 

Favourite colour?  pink! i am very fond of red & black, too. if you could not tell.

Favourite song?  my all-time favorite song forever is poker face. but, at the moment, it is abracadabra. did you guys know i like lady gaga,

Last movie you watched?  fuck uhhhhhhh it might've been the best movie of all time, van helsing, which is crazy because that was in october. how could this happen … i love cinema … :~(

Last show you watched?  i think it was beastars, but i can't remember. i haven't watched anything recently, other than sims youtubers LOL.

Last song you listened to?  guess. take a guess

Favorite food?  i'm kinda just like puck for real because i'm not very big on food. NOT BECAUSE I EAT PEOPLE. but for autism reasons … so i'm not sure … i like steak? help that is such a puck answer. bye

Favourite season?  autumn … i also like the summertime, but maybe that's just because i'm a summer baby. 

Do you have a Tumblr best friend?  i have TWO @bloodyarn @silvertiefling they are my pookies. i scoop them in my arms & kiss their foreheads. carol does not count because they have the misfortune & privilege of knowing me in real life. also we were in the womb together

stolen from: a tumblr bestie  tagging: everyone who likes lady gaga   blocking: everyone who doesn't like lady gaga (JOKE)

[spicy--meatball]

ranking 550+ music genres: PART 1

i lied, this is happening before thursday. i plan on having this be three posts a week (tentatively wednesday, friday, and sunday) so i have time to listen to each genre and give my thoughts on them. i originally planned for this to be 10 genres in one post once a week, but considering how much ive written for this post im going to reduce it to 2-3 genres per post because im only allowed to post ten audios per post lmao.

one more thing before we begin, obviously im not a music expert. i make mistakes and am sometimes uninformed. if you feel like theres a correction to be made about something i said, i'll hear you out, just dont be a dick about it.

anyway, LETS BEGIN!

(1) 16-Bit

i used to listen to a lot of 8-bit and 16-bit music when i was in middle and early high school while i was writing or drawing. i understand how this music sparked some creativity in me back then, its generally whimsical but highly variable in mood.

theres also a lot of charm in the creativity that comes out of the limits akin to those that music-makers back in the 80s or 90s had when making video game soundtracks. there are sometimes other instruments, like electric guitars, more modern synths, piano, etc, but they mix well with the square, sine, and triangle waves used in this type of music.

that being said, while 16-bit is charming, it is not a genre i would listen to regularly, so it is going in the "i would not listen to this regularly but i respect it" tier. (be prepared, theres several weirdly specific tiers like this).

16-Bit song recs

(2) 2 Tone

based on the genre's name, i expected this genre to be similar to 16-bit. i was very wrong! this is not even remotely close to 16-bit. this is music i would expect to hear while watching a sped-up, comedic clip from the 80s of some guy who stole something silly from someone and is now running away from the cops. the audio would hypothetically be sped up too. think that one scene in A Christmas Story where ralph's bullies are chasing him down the street and his younger brother is struggling to catch up.

apparently "Our House" by Madness is 2 Tone? i hear this song regularly at work. that was a surprise to click on. though this song differs a lot in vibe from the songs i described while listening to previously.

i have yet to figure out why this genre is called 2 tone. i could look it up but that kind of ruins the fun of trying to form a critical thought. at the very least, i can say this genre sounds similar to ska. i still cant believe Our House is mixed in with all these songs.

anyway, "pretty good" tier genre.

2 Tone song recs

(3) Acapella

i cant be the only one whose only exposure to acapella so far has been during december when pentatonix pops up everywhere. its impressive what people can do with nothing but vocals.

i dont have much else to add unfortunately. "i would not listen to this regularly but i respect it" tier.

Acapella song recs

i love lady gaga and i appreciate the acapella rendition these guys did.

the tiers themselves as well as my rankings of each genre are subject to change as i see fit, but this is how it stands as of now. stay tuned for the next post!

[strangeispowerful]

Who hogs the covers? (16)

Who randomly brings home a stray puppy/kitten to adopt? (20)

Who is prone to road rage? (26)

What are their tastes in music? (35)

Who wanted to see Oppenheimer; who Barbie? Did they switch opinions after? (37)

sorry its a lot

16. Who hogs the covers?

Haha most definitely Nine. Narrow doesn't mind all too much but ends up huddled behind Nine shivering since he's always the big spoon anyway. He'll try to slowly grab the covers back, trying not to wake him up, and this'll be successful until Nine scoots forward and steals the blankets again. This happens repeatedly throughout the night until they're right on the edge of the bed and it wakes Nine up.. atp he turns around and probably sleeps huddled up facing Narrow lmfao 20. Who randomly brings home a stray puppy/kitten to adopt?

Both of them. Neither of them can handle ads for local animal shelters.. Nine is more likely to be the voice of reason because he's used to being financially frugal. Narrow would want a pet if he could justify having energy and time to care for it, but he simply has too much work. 26. Who is more prone to road rage?

This one is especially silly because Narrow is the only one who can drive at the moment (in narrownine-verse timeline, we're in the middle of the second arc, and Nine is learning to drive since he never really had the chance). Our Narrow also definitely doesn't swear, which makes it ten times funnier when some random car cuts him off and he just. Gently pats his hand on the steering wheel and stares in anger like >:( . Either this, or if he's especially irritated, he'll start ranting in Chinese with Nine just staring like wtf

35. What are their tastes in music?

Nine: Alternative—older alternative, rather than what's considered new alt. Otherwise some bands I can think of are Red Hot Chili Peppers, Interpol, Two Door Cinema Club, The Strokes, Gorillaz, Glass Animals.. has been known to fw Lady Gaga too lol. It's an inside joke between Kay and I that he doesn't hate the Hamilton OBC album. (by which I mean he knows all the words.) (this started as a joke but I don't think it's a joke anymore)

Narrow: At least from my thoughts, more experimental stuff. Probably listens to vocaloid but would be a fan of Kikuo and ironically, probably niru's works. Stuff with a lot of sampling and more contemporary chord structure. Probably likes Bjork. We have a little joke that some of Jack Stauber's songs, Narrow composed in the nwnverse, since we both agree he'd have a similar songwriting style. Hozier is his celebrity crush.. take with that what you will.

37. Who wanted to see Oppenheimer; who Barbie? Did they switch opinions after?

Narrow wanted to see Oppenheimer, Nine wanted to see Barbie. They movie hopped, and Narrow cried at both. Nine forced Narrow to play I'm Just Ken multiple times on the way home.

THANKS FOR THE ASKS ANON... made my day.. this was so fun 🥹🥹🥹

[leoramage]

Tagged by @charlosgoggles, I was pretty busy and kind of late when I saw the post! I immediately sat down once I had my free time to do this. Thank you for the tag my co-F1 astrology bestie in this app!

name: Leora Mage is actually an anagram of my real name! i am currently using it as a penname and stage name!

sign: my big three is leo-gemini-pisces!

time: its apparently 6:47 p.m. when i started writing this down. 9 p.m. when i finished (i had duties to attend to.)

favourite band/artist: i am the music bestie that listens to anything. you can't pin me down and tell me to list my favorite artists/band! ಠಿ⁠_⁠ಠ anyways here's the following:

solo artists: taylor swift, lana del rey, rihanna, doja cat, britney spears, ariana grande, olivia rodrigo, beyoncé, jennifer lopez, madonna, lady gaga, ava max, camila cabello, qveen herby

bands/groups: in this moment, ghost, the great discord, the neighborhood, the chainsmokers, little mix, blackpink, 2ne1, exo, bigbang, coldplay

bonus: i listen to classical music too (tchaikovsky, mozart, beethoven, etc.)

last movie: burlesque (as in christina aguilera) and house of gucci! i watched it for like a whole bus trip.

last show: house of the dragon! i love rewatching because of sir harwin strong & aemond targaryen!

also drive to survive as well, i was finding the episode fernando was in because i told my mom a local artist here in my country has physical similarities to fernando hahahaha

when I created this blog: i created this blog last year's ummer - solely for my practice, learn knowledge from other practitioners about my craft. i happen to love astrology too so it kind of stuck with me and my theme! i am continuously learning and mastering my craft but at the same time explore more.

other blogs: i have another tumblr blog but i forgotten what was the username but i do believe that i made that blog for roleplaying and posting my photo manipulation for a fandom i used to be in.

do I get asks: not until belle and becca sent me a game! i passed them on to my favorite writers and some to my moot blogs. i was supposed to send one to @charlosgoggles but they do not have their ask on lmfao

followers: 20 blogs are following me. most of them are my moots for sure or bots. idk, i did not check who is following me. i do not check who is following me to be fair (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)

average hours of sleep: 5-6 hours but sometimes longer. i work harder than i sleep.

instruments: guitar, ukelele, piano keyboard, violin. i only have a guitar and keyboard with me and i haven't touched them for ages. i learned how to play the other instruments because of my acquaintances who are passionate about music or simply band members.

what I am wearing: black maxi dress that i made myself!

dream job: i do believe i can be who i wanted to be if i put effort in it. so basically i do not have a dream job.

dream trip: world tour (my work requires a lot of that and isolation from the world. so it's quite a tough journey considering the rough waves of the ocean but anything for the bag of moneh)

favorite song atm: uh i do not have a favorite song at the moment. but i listen to subliminals a lot because they just calm my mind (my brain is so active that i need to decelerate it from thinking about the most obnoxious things) but let me check my most played in spotify... okay it says:

dance the night - dua lipa

tagging: @folkloresthings , @lorarri , @love-belle / @love-bellee , @goldsainz and @opheliaas-stuff because you guys are the sweet ones i had been interacting with for the past few days. i love them sm ฅ[⁠ᓀ⁠˵⁠▾⁠˵⁠ᓂ⁠]ฅ

(p.s. feel free to do in your own comfort 𔘓 much love guys 🤍🩷💕)

[thisaintascenereviews]

Spencer Sutherland - The Drama

There’s been a lot of studies done on how once people reach a certain age, they stop listening to new music, mostly because they just get comfortable in what they like, and they don’t have any storage in their brains for anything new. I can understand that, because as much as it pains me to say, I’m getting that way. Now to be fair, I listen to a lot of new music still, and I enjoy quite a bit of it, but I only listen to a few genres these days. I know what genres I mainly like, but some genres I used to like I don’t really listen to anymore, whether it’s because I don’t like a lot of the new stuff I’ve heard, or because I’ve become pickier. I think it’s the latter, but pop music just doesn’t hit the same as it used to. I still try to listen to it, like how I listened to the new Lady Gaga album a couple of weeks ago, but it didn’t quite connect with me as much as I wanted to.

Just a couple of weeks later, the sophomore album from Spencer Sutherland came out, entitled The Drama, and I was looking forward to this for a couple of reasons — I really enjoyed his debut album from last year, and he doubled down on a sound from that album I really liked. That sound would be a 1970s glam-rock sound, akin to David Bowie and Elton John, and he spent the last few months teasing the record, along with dropping a few songs from it and they were relatively interesting. I haven’t listened to a lot of pop music this year, but this was something on my radar, so how is this album? I’ve spent the last five days with it, and this album is okay, honestly.

Remember what I said about Rain City Drive’s new album and how their vocalist carries that album but in a good way? This is more in line with how Mitchell Tenpenny carried his new album, but this isn’t a bad, boring, or forgettable album. It’s just kind of okay, but the one real good thing is Sutherland’s vocals. He’s got a killer voice and he uses it here, so it doesn’t go unwasted, but the songs themselves are fine yet bland at the same time. They all sound the same, too, like they’ve got the same kind of over the top and melodramatic glam-rock/pop sound, so the hooks don’t resonate. I’ve listened to this five times, and each time I expect the hooks to sink in, but they don’t at all.

The good thing is that this album is only 35 minutes, but at the same time, there are 14 songs here, and hardly any song (if any at all) reach 3 minutes. Most of these songs feel halfbaked, so they don’t get a chance to let their hooks sink in. If the album itself doesn’t care about its hooks, why should I? I’m not saying I don’t care, but still, the album doesn’t feel like it’s done in that respect. The songs are so short, that they come and go without warning, and just when they get started, they end. The lyrics also leave a lot to be desired, too, because they amount to nothing, and that’s such a bummer to say, but it happens.

If you want a good pop album, I don’t think you’ll be disappointed, but if you want something great or amazing, you’ll be disappointed, I think. It’s got some great vocal performances, but that’s all it has. I just don’t remember anything about it, unfortunately, and it just hasn’t stuck, which I guess is a bummer to me, because I liked his last album a lot. I don’t know, folks, I don’t listen to a lot of pop music anymore, so I wasn’t expecting anything truly great here, although I still wanted to be surprised. Truthfully, this isn’t half bad at all, but it’s not an album that I’m going back to whatsoever. It’s not one of the worst of the year, or anything, but it’s far from the best, unfortunately.

[pepp8]

‘Harlequin’

Lady Gaga

In the summer of 2023, Lady Gaga began dropping hints about a mysterious project she’d been working on in secret—new music, so she claimed, that sounded nothing like her past work. Fans wondered whether it could be “LG7”, the long-awaited follow-up to 2020’s Chromatica, until September 2024, when billboards popped up with the message “LG6.5”. The surprise between the pop auteur’s sixth and seventh studio albums turns out to be Harlequin, a concept album delivered from the warped perspective of Lee Quinzel, aka Harley Quinn, her character in Todd Phillips’ Joker-fied jukebox musical Joker: Folie à Deux.

As is often the case for actors who temporarily inhabit Gotham City, Gaga realised shortly after filming wrapped that she hadn’t yet moved on from the character she’d been embodying. She began to conceptualise an album of updated jazz standards sung as the Joker’s main squeeze. Harlequin, recorded at Rick Rubin’s Shangri-La studio in Malibu alongside LG7, works as a companion piece to the film, but it’s also distinctly aligned with Gaga’s singular vision.

First, though, Gaga developed Lee’s singing ability for the role. “I did a lot of different kinds of work to create her,” she tells Apple Music’s Zane Lowe. “One of the things that I did was change my voice in the film. It’s Lee’s voice, and it’s really raw, and it’s really naked. It’s very untrained. Not proper breathing.” How did the superstar with the powerhouse vocals achieve this? “I think that Joaquin [Phoenix] scared the living shit out of me every day until my voice left my body.”

Who else could pull off a reimagining of the 1932 classic “I’ve Got the World on a String” as a gritty surf-rock slow-burner (“What if The Cramps made a French song?”) or deliver a song from an obscure 1964 musical as an ’80s rock ripper? That song, “The Joker”, originates from The Roar of the Greasepaint - The Smell of the Crowd, though it could have been written exactly for Gaga to sing right now—as could the 1952 standard “That’s Entertainment”, popularised by Judy Garland: “Everything that happens in life can happen in a show/You can make ’em laugh, you can make ’em cry/Anything can go!” But listen closely and you’ll hear Gaga’s subtly twisted tweaks: the cheery lyrics of “Good Morning” by way of Singin’ in the Rain (“Good morning/Rainbows are shining through!”) are replaced with the gleefully sinister “Bang bang, you’re black and blue!”

Considering her professional and personal relationship with the late Tony Bennett and her own jazz residency in Vegas, Gaga is very intimate with the genre. Yet she realises that Bennett probably would not have approved of her take on the songs this time around: “We did so much that Tony would never have been cool with.” The Oscar winner also delves into the psychology of the album’s original cut “Happy Mistake”. “When women play these broken characters in music or in films or theatre, the audience loves it, and they just cheer us on,” she says. “They cheer on the image of pain. It’s super confusing. That song is in a lot of ways about that”.

[the-firebird69]

Swedish House Mafia - Greyhound - Extended Video Remix HD

We do understand what our son is saying to his wife he is saying it's not really good going really well here though and no and we do see what this is for they're testing and they're trying to get a true reading and they have devices and so forth but they're trying to figure out why people go down and they don't come back up and looking at Max and they say they know why I just don't go down there but they're doing it on purpose and they need to know so and they are doing a test and they are trying to get readings and they have seen the different readings and that's why

Olympus

I'm going to say this that that is what they're doing and it's correct. They're also saying to put them on a bus slightly armored and to energize him somehow by saying that you're Giants are in jeopardy and he says I need money and a place to go to and people are insane what the f*** is wrong with you just send a million bucks that I can move stupid so we see them laughing and they say this we don't get it and really they don't

Thor Freya

I understand something if you had a bunch of money he just move out there and we're making a big deal out of it not doing anything and we're probably going to all die snickering and saying move on your own and it's all on you and s*** like that when he doesn't necessarily have to move right now we're in the way we'll be out of the way after it's done getting ready and the forest will take over

Corrine

I guess I die because of this a****** Father of mine I've always known as a big a****** wow we're a freak that's what he's been saying this guy is real stupid and poor this one's really rich and poor I was stuck in the middle saying it's not logical and it really isn't you're losers you too idiots and this is horrible we have to get you the hell out of there I have to try

Lady gaga

I don't have any time for this if you try that's what happens

Dan

You're a homo the next to me does not mean you win anything it means it's a hard deal if you make mistakes like you are you lose and you are losing it's ridiculous to come over here and see how this dumb s*** doesn't mean anything to him it means you're in denial and he's in denial and you guys are doing plenty of that and work what are you doing there was stupid too I don't have to tell you right

Zues

It's not a great motif we have going here what's true is it just does not do what we're saying we're getting crushed it's going to be over but we don't care and stuff

Dan

So my husband says okie dokie like who gives a s*** for real but you're mean and you're oppressive we need you out of here you don't leave you're going to continue to die as you are and you pretty much dying a lot for real

Hera

You know they've been here too many years and days in those years and hours in those years I want them out of here it means I want them out of here after the first day I don't know who can't hear it or why they're think it's good but your whole realm is getting a good f****** pretty soon you won't have a God damn thing

Zues

I'm actually listening and I hear you and what you're saying is if you don't get them out here you're going to be gone and it's true too these two idiots are wearing away the whole realm I know he's really here yet properly and it's gross

Mac

We're having what was it doing at the end it's done by us and he says that's terrific keep going yours being a fool of these people are yeah so I see something it just doesn't really do much for us it's true a salad teaches a lot of people and they're fools.

Macs

This is the idiocy that these two sound like and it's spreads and really they're just weak people

Olympus

[eldritchsurveys]

1178.

When did you last see someone you know in public? >> I hardly know anyone, so this doesn't really happen.

Do you enjoy going to the dentist? >> I am massively triggered by any kind of medical visit, so, no.

When did you last eat something you didn’t like? >> I don't eat things I don't like...

Do you think you’d survive if zombies took over the world? >> I don't think so, no. Wouldn't want to, anyway.

When did you last hang out with a bunch of friends at one time? .

What kind of music is your least favorite? >> I guess ambient? I just don't find it interesting in the slightest.

Are you and your best friend complete opposites? .

Would people around you say you’re regularly a mean person? >> A lot of people have said this or some variation of it about me. Do you like the colour yellow at all? >> It's my favourite colour :)

If you were to write a novel, what would it be about? >> I don't think I have a novel in me.

How many times have you logged in to Bzoink? (it has a counter) >> Well! I certainly can't check now, can I!

Are you currently pretending to be someone’s friend? >> I barely have the ability to be a friend to someone I want to befriend. How on earth would I pull off pretending? Also, I'd much rather put what little social energy/ability I have into people I like.

Are you an impatient person? >> Sometimes.

Are you afraid to watch movies that have sex scenes with your friends? .

Who sings the last song you listened to? >> No one, it was an instrumental track from a movie score. Why do you think some actors don't want to see their movies/shows? >> That's not for me to say, now, is it?

Do you think fortune tellers are the devil’s messengers (haha)? >> I don't think anything specific about fortune tellers as a whole. That's a large demographic full of a variety of people, some of whom are charlatans, but some of whom are not.

Would you rather use napkins or paper towels? >> I use paper towels. Paper towels have a wider application than napkins do, one of those applications being "napkin". So it seems more logical to just use the one thing.

Do you go to the pool in the summer time very often? >> I never go to pools. Have you ever had a serious issue involving your eyes? >> I have not.

Have you ever watched South Park? Who’s your favorite character? >> I've seen a lot of it. My favourite character back when I watched was probably Tweek, I just thought he was cute.

Do you have sensitive teeth? >> I don't.

Do you enjoy or hate snow days? Why is this your choice? . Do you turn pale when you get sick? >> I don't know, I've never been that sick. Does it bother you to get shots in the mouth? Does it hurt? >> Of course it hurts. When did you last talk seriously with one of your parents? .

What is the day of the week currently? >> Wednesday.

Is anything exciting coming up in the next three months? >> I don't think so.

Do you ever borrow money from someone? >> Not borrow, no. I don't have the ability to pay people back.

Do you know anyone who tells every single thing you say? >> I do not. At least, I've not been made aware of it, if so.

When did you last kiss someone on the cheek? Who was it? .

Why do you think people like Lady Gaga so much? >> Because that's just what floats their boat.

Do you have a lot of enemies, or not so much? >> I don't think I have any enemies. I guess that's the upside about not really being cared about, no one is super into me but no one is super against me either.

Can you count backwards from 100 without a mistake? >> Sure.

Do you have any friends you’ve had since birth? >> Imagine that...

Do you care if your friends talk badly about you? >> Of fucking course I'd care???

Would you rather drink out of a straw or just the cup alone? >> Just the cup.

Does anyone ever say they miss you often? >> No one says that.

Would you rather become a wizard or a vampire, if you had the choice? >> Wizard.

Is there anyone out there who has made you feel miserable? >> you're joking right

Do you have a problem answering personal questions? >> Not at all. If I don't want to answer one, I won't answer it. No problem at all.

What color is the vacuum-cleaner in your house? >> Grey and blue, I think.

Have you already moved out of your parents’ house? >> lol

Are your parents divorced, married or separated? .

Have you ever thought you might just have obsessive compulsive disorder? >> I have never thought that. Any obsessiveness or compulsion I experience is pretty solidly explained by CPTSD or autism (or their intersection).

Do you think it’s rude to text someone else while on a date? >> As most things: it depends.

What is the funniest movie you’ve ever seen? >> I don't know. I saw Repo Man recently, the 80s movie, and that was surprisingly hilarious to me. The dialogue, the lyrics of the songs, the fucking product labels... A+ What are your views on our current president? >> I don't have any views on him.

Has one of your websites ever quit operating or shut down? Were you sad? >> Unfortunately I have been on the Internet long enough to have experienced this many times over. It sucks every single time. I didn't even use Bzoink to the extent that other users did (I just stole surveys from there to post here), but it still sucked. Websites I use frequently/for long periods of time are yet another part of my life that have to be grieved when they inevitably die.

Is it awkward to see your best friend’s parents out in public? .

Who is the person you talk to the most in your house? >> I only live with one other person.

Is there a television show out there that you never miss? >> There are a few, yeah.

What movie have you seen too many times to be healthy? >> "to be healthy", pff. Please. The movie I've seen the most times is probably Event Horizon.

What are the last two digits of your phone number? >> 39.

Does it creep you out to see people with mullets? >> That's an interesting response. No, hairstyles don't creep me out. What is your biggest responsibility in your household? >> I don't even want to know. Whatever it is, I'm sure I'm failing at it. How cold did it get where you live, last winter? >> Last winter was much colder than this one. Not sure what's going on with this winter but I of all people am not complaining. I hope it's not too ecologically disruptive.

Do you ever wish you could go back in time to redo something? >> I do not.

Ever accidentally pull out a filling from your tooth? >> I have not and I hope I never do. Do you ever wonder what your exes are doing? >> In passing, sometimes. Like if I see something that reminds me of them.

Have you ever been caught in a huge lie with your parents? >> All the time, yeah.

Do you ever listen to the radio anymore? >> I do not.

Does it bother you to have personal conversations with people? >> It does not. I would actually like to have some deep personal conversations for once.

Ever ride in a limo? When did you last do so? >> I have not.

Do any of your body parts hurt at this moment in time? >> No. Are you sober at the time being? >> I am not, although most of the high has worn off by now. Do any of your friends constantly do things to annoy you? >> What the fuck? Apparently people will just be friends with any old kind of person. When did you last eat a Starburst? What color was it? >> I don't remember. It was probably red or pink, I don't really care for any other colour. Have you ever lied to someone & said they could sing when they couldn’t? >> I doubt it.

Do you ever call backstabbers out on what they do? >> I don't know any backstabbers. How many people in the world do you trust? >> *crickets* Well, I mean, trust with what? Like, I trust Sparrow to, idk, not bald-faced lie to me about anything important... well, I mean, they might, but... I assume they won't? But they still might. You see what I mean? It's hard to just unconditionally trust someone. Because people do all sorts of things. I try to assume the best but I'm also always ready for the worst. Yay, trauma.

[luwritesomething]

DAMIAN WAYNE HEADCANONS !!!

ah, love of my life. this man right here got me years ago into learning more about the batfam and now here i am. you can say it’s kind of his fault. anyways,,, no one asked for this but my brain did. 

requests are open! hit that anon button and tell me your idea!

warnings: swearing, hadn’t been proof-read.

damian’s head is a MESS. don’t get me wrong, the guy is a little genius, but imagine the chaos of languages he has -- arab, english, chinese, i’m a hundred percent he knows russian, urdu is nanda parbat’s official language... 

because of this (^^) he just sometimes shuts down and stays silent. he can’t even think.

he loves all animals but he can’t handle insects. jason found out, and damian bribed him with a collectors special edition of classical books. nobody must know his weaknesses.

he writes in cursive, i have no clues but also no doubts.

words are difficult for him, that’s why he talks the way he does -- so professionally, like he is from another age. 

can stand tim (in small amounts) but no longer they will always have an intellectual rivalry -- it’s probably more from damian’s side rather than tim’s.

he still feels like he has to hide that he looks up to dick.

damian searched what fanfiction was. he’s scarred for life now. 

he’s straight up bored of paparazzi. he’ll go lady gaga on their ass and stare at the ones that are hidden in a bush trying to take pictures of him in secret.

also he will go full cole sprouse on the people trying to take pictures on him while he’s walking through gotham (this means he will snap pictures of the civilians before they snap a picture of him. camera duels, that’s the name)

listens to A LOT of music. everything his siblings listen to, he does too. classical music is his favorite, however. (also enjoys jazz).

taking care of his animals and his duties as robin are his favorite activities.

doesn’t understand social media, but still uses it. he’s too stubborn to admit he’s bad handling that.

too lazy to figure out how to cook, but if he tried in the slightest, he would be an amazing cook.

damian is an incredibly fast learner. it amazes the fuck out of bruce how many new things he can learn in just one day. 

he grows to be an actually very kind person, but his snarky remarks and dry humor never disappears.

likes the addams family. what a surprise.

doesn’t get horror/slasher movies. he keeps getting bored and doesn’t react to the jumpscares. jason says he is dead inside, which everyone agreed on.

they don’t know (^^) that damian is making a superhuman effort to not kick someone when the jumpscares occur because this little guy has his senses to the maximum all the time.

can’t be bothered unless someone is being ignorant or trashing about his family. he’s the only one that trashes about his family >:(

texts like a grandpa but at least he knoews what’s happening (most of the times)

like jason, damian has been kicked out of the wayne family chat numerous times.

has an elderly person soul except for when he’s fighting. then he’s a vicious little shit-

plays piano. no, i will not elaborate.

will correct your grammar in a condescending tone of voice.

“don’t patronaze me.” @ everyone.

has general knowledge about a shit ton of things. and since he doesn’t know how to properly socialize (canon) will spill those facts in order to start a conversation during galas.

has threatened the police -- 10/10 will do it again.

damian couldn’t care less about gossip but since he’s a good listener he always ends up knowing the tea about  E V E R Y T H I N G.

cocky bastard. that’s it, that’s all i’m saying.

he has no idea how to handle compliments. it still makes him freeze whenever someone says he’s cute or has pretty eyes.

“no.” (damian’s answer every time someone calls him cute).

believes in soulmates and in love at first sight, not as a superficial concept but as a ‘i’m clicking and mystically attracted to this person rewardless of their looks’.

reads A LOT.

never as much as jason, and also he doesn’t just read like narrative books -- he reads those thick books about how to do things, biographys, and studies about subjects he randomly knows about.

barely sleeps, if he ever does. 

sleep is for the weak™

(^^) proceeds to randomly fall asleep during patrols or family dinners.

acts like a brat but he actually isn’t -- it’s so complicated to explain, i hope someone just gets it.

at 17 he’s taller than dick and almost as tall as jason. suck it, @ everyone who mocked his height.

jon kent is his Best Friend™

(^^) damian told me himself.

he’s very handsome (canon lolz)

no but like, i mean, he will actually be one of those men you think ‘good fucking lord, he’s handsome’

damian thinks selina is cool.

has a lot of anger and frustration inside. it calms him down knowing jason also has problems like those because it makes him feel more... normal.

because normal is something damian would have liked to feel if he hadn’t been conceived to be perfect.

he would love six of crows -- would really like kaz brekker.

secretly enjoys the ya genre, will never admit it out loud.

[mischiefmanaged71]

Bad Romance - Joaquin Torres X Reader

Song: Bad Romance - (961) lady gaga - bad romance ( s l o w e d ) - YouTube

Summary: The reader is an enhanced individual with the ability to replicate other people’s abilities. A member of the Avengers, she has been working alongside Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes to investigate the Flag Smashers but the man calling himself the next Captain America poses an obstacle when he takes interest in her abilities. 

Author’s Note: Hello! So this is my first time posting a fic I've written. I’ve been writing since 2018 but never had the courage to post anything so I hope you all enjoy my story. Torres has only been in ‘The Falcon and The Winter Soldier’ for like five minutes but I’m in love with him. There obviously isn’t enough fiction out there about him so I took it upon myself to write one. This is an idea I came up with in my head, aside from the plot of the show. Listen to the song for added effect. I’ve inserted timings as well :)

Pairing: Joaquin Torres X Fem!Reader

Warnings: TFATWS SPOILERS, Canon-level Violence, blood, romance

Word count: 2.5K

Darkness is all you’ve known these past hours.

It’s been almost twenty-four hours since you’ve last had contact with anyone. Sam would usually check in with you about now, but that didn’t seem a likely possibility. 

Your right eye is almost swollen shut and you’re pretty confident that you have a few broken ribs from how difficult breathing is. The sound of metal creaking echoes in the empty room as you rattle your restraints. 

You’ve been quite literally chained to the wall. 

They weren’t taking any precautions.

Especially after witnessing the dozen agents you could take down all by yourself. 

Leaning against the wall, you try to reach some semblance of comfort, laying some of your weight against the hard-rock. Your neck burns from the collar they attached when you caught you off-guard. 

It was during a recon mission, you were chasing a lead about the Flag Smashers’ next meet up when they showed. Half a dozen armed men in tactical gear. 

They snagged a collar on you, disabling your powers.

You didn’t anticipate this.

All you heard was a piercing noise and then you blacked out.

You couldn’t access your powers as soon as that light buzzed. Trying to summon fire warranted a little electric shock to your system. Little, meaning severe enough to take down an elephant. 

Yeah, so getting out of here would be tricky.

Isn’t it always?

Five guards have remained in the room for the past two days, monitoring, watching. 

For what? 

You have only the slightest idea why.

The double doors which have remained close for the past two days creak open. The blue uniform is familiar to you but the face donning the outfit is not. He’s an imposter wearing a costume, a mock of the real thing. John Walker, along with his so-called ‘American squadron’, had grabbed you as a statement. Sam and Bucky certainly weren’t going to stay out of it because someone told them to. You all followed a code, to protect those who couldn’t fight for themselves.

“Hello, Y/N, it's been a while since we met last...I’m sorry for the way you were handled on the way here but it was the only way I could get to talk to you.”, he said, looking at the bruises beginning to form.

He talked nonchalantly as if this were a normal conversation. Your wrists were raw from pulling away from the cuffs, clothes covered in dirt and dried blood. He strode up to you, pulling his helmet off and placing it carefully on a metal crate.

“Now, I know Bucky and Sam had a lot to say about me, but you, you were always silent. I thought we had an understanding.”

‘An understanding?’

You refuse to look at him.

“You talk big words for someone who couldn’t begin to understand the legacy of that uniform.”

“I earned this! I put in the work. All they want is someone to look up to. To show them that justice still exists.”, he paces in front of you.

“Justice. Is it?”, your eyes narrow.

He pauses in thought, seething with internalised spite. Pacing the floor, he turns his back to you.

“Have you had time to think about my question?”

You remain silent, glaring at his mockery of Steve’s uniform.

“No? Okay. That’s fine,”, he whispered.

Walker signalled for a guard to open the doors once more and two more men entered, dragging someone along. You squint your eyes to identify the person as they dump them in front of you. 

“No”, you whispered desperately, your breath caught in your throat.

You spot Joaquin’s dark hair and tan complexion, more so, the blood staining his clothes. The men dragged Joaquin next to Walker, letting him slump to the floor. From what you could see, he had been beaten pretty badly, the bruises already beginning to form on his face. His hands are cuffed behind him and he’s unable to hold his own weight. 

Panic fills Torres as he notices the chains securing you to the wall. The last he heard over the coms was a struggle. He and Sam had been surveilling to get anything they could on your kidnappers.

You could only hear the rapid beating of your heart in your throat as blood rushed to your face. Your breathing quickens as you don’t quite know what will happen next. 

John broke the silence,

“I’m going to ask you again.”

“Then, I'm going to count from three.”, he said, pulling a silencer out from his waistband and cocking it at Joaquin who rested on his knees.

“What are you?”

You stare at him incredulously, unresponsive. 

You look down at Joaquin as he gazes up at you, helpless to move with guns trained on you. He’s telling you to stop, to lie, to do anything but give yourself up.

“What answer do you want?”, you asked, using all your strength to lift your head up.

“You want me to say I’m a freak? A mutant? An experiment? What good does that do you? Everyone knows it.”, you huff, sharpening your glare.

He stares down at Joaquin and kicks his foot out against the ground, clicking his tongue. Walker threw his foot into Joaquin’s back, pushing him into the floor.

“Not that.”

You watch as he points the gun harder.

“Tell me. What. You. Are.”, he grits out.

You clench your jaw hard, shutting your eyes tightly. A burning sensation fights in your chest, spreading to your arms. You suck in a breath desperately, a whimper tearing from your throat as your head drops.

The click of the safety echoes loudly.

(1:26s of the song)

Your eyes shoot open, blazing red and as the chains snap free from the wall. The metal clangs loudly against the floor, triggering the five weapons now pointed at your chest. A surge of fire ignites as you swipe your leg, knocking the agents back. The two standing closest raise their guns as you tilt your head and launch a blast of fire from your hand. The next agent replaces him, firing his gun consecutively, but you strut towards him, swiping them away with blasts omitting from your hands. You send a roundhouse kick with a wall of fire, propelling him through the exit. The remaining three encircle you with their weapons, clicking the safety off.

Your hands burn, glowing red with the heightening energy,

“Okay, you got me.”

You raise your hands in surrender as one of them steps towards. Faltering a step, you inhale deeply as he grabs your arm. Once he sets a hand on you, you exhale, breathing out a stream of fire. You twirl in a circle, the fire pushing them back and blocking their sight of you as they flinch from the heat. Dropping to the floor, you strike the cement and crack the surface. The building’s structure shakes as a cloud of energy dissipates from the contact, incapacitating the last of the soldiers.

Walker fixes his gun on Joaquin but you focus your glare on him. You wait as he stares at you, knowing he has the advantage.

"I'd stop right now, if I were you."

You silently stare at him with blazing fire burning in your orbs. The clicking of the safety reverberates in your mind as all movement stops. The muzzle of the gun is inches away from Joaquin's head.

“Alright, you’ve had your show now.”

You've got mere seconds to make a decision here.

He remains still, as Joaquin’s eyes meet yours and you nod your head slightly. 

It’ll be okay because you’d never let anything happen to each other.

"Walker, you've made your point. Look, it's me you really want, not Torres.", You snipped, grabbing his attention. 

Joaquin’s heart raced faster, 

What were you doing?

You could see the gears turning in Walker’s head, his eyebrows perk up.

"C'mon, this whole thing was to get to me, right? To weaponize me. It's my power. So take it. Just let him go." 

Walker pauses in thought,

"I don't think I will." 

You knew that'd be his answer but he was too busy looking at you to notice anything else. Joaquin threw his leg out, kicking Walker’s shin to knock him off his centre.

Moving quickly, you roundhouse, knocking the gun from his hand and driving your foot into his knee. He lets out a pained yell, ducking your elbow jab and rolling behind you. You roll forwards, swooping your flames across the floor to knock Walker on his back. He rolls to the side, standing again to flick open a compact switch from his pocket. He struggles for a moment as you strut over, but he presses the button down with conviction. 

You falter in your steps as a loud piercing sound breaches your cranium and hearing. It’s overwhelming, threatening to shatter your skull. A whimper falls from your mouth as both hands grasp your head. You can faintly hear Joaquin yelling your name from behind. The pain is unbearable. Joaquin bangs the cuffs on a metal crate behind him, forcing them to break. 

Your vision blurs as you clumsily move towards Walker. Once you’re close enough to him, you throw an uncoordinated right hook but he catches it and returns with a kick to your chest, knocking you to the floor. The pain continues, eliciting a moan from you as it grows worse with each second. Joaquin watches as you scream in agony, sprinting towards Walker and tackling him to the floor. Walker loses the switch from his hand, punching Joaquin in the jaw to get him off. Joaquin hisses as his head hits the floor, but he’s quickly grappling for the switch before Walker can get his hands on it. Scanning the floor, he sights it inches away from where you’re curled up in a ball. He’s crawling over to make it but a grip on his shoulder halts him, flipping him over and punching him repeatedly. 

Over the intense clanging, you see black dots form in your sight as you want to pass out. You hear grunts nearby and the sound of a fist making contact with skin. You flicker your eyes upward to see Walker’s figure looming over someone. 

‘Joaquin...where’s Joaquin?’

You close your eyes and force yourself up, struggling to gain your bearings. Upon opening your eyes, you notice something within your reach. Crawling forward, your fingers barely touch it. You try again and again before you feel the metal beneath your fingertips. Finally, you have it in your hands and crush it. The metal crunches and the ringing ceases. A sigh of relief leaves your mouth as you push yourself off the floor.

More coherent now, you angrily send a blast of energy to knock Walker off of Joaquin. Scrambling off the floor, he brings his fists in front of him, but you've already there, standing in front of him.

"I’m going to count from three.”, you said.

Striking a wave in his direction, you blast fire into his chest, your eyes imbuing fluttering embers.

‘Three’

You continue your onslaught, attacking him with multiple blows of rage. 

Your figure looms over Walker, blocking Joaquin from his sight.  

‘Two’

Your hands emit a fiery glow as you project flames, igniting a huge blast which sends Walker crashing through the window and down below.

‘One’

Gazing down the terrace, you saw Walker’s unconscious body laying on the crushed roof of a car. The authorities would show up eventually. 

Looking back inside, you finally start to feel the adrenaline rush declining. You move away from the window to find Torres leaning against a crate. Joaquin's face is bruised and cut-up as he holds his side with a grimace. 

"Joaquin, are you okay?!", 

You rush over to hold his other arm, scanning him for serious injuries. 

He stops your moving hands to grip them,

"(Y/N), I'm okay, I'm okay. It's you I'm worried about. You almost died. How did you do that?", Joaquin asked, concern lingering in his eyes at the magnitude of your powers.

"I-I don't know. I guess my powers have always been linked to my emotions and then you were in danger. It was kind of instinctive, you know?"

"I could never let anything happen to you. Never.", She whispered silently, not noticing if he had caught it.

Joaquin moved to grasp her chin in his hand, pulling her head up so he could look into her eyes.

"You saved me."

You glanced over his face and the clear pain he was hiding from his injuries. 

"You have no idea how glad I am that you're okay. I-I was afraid...It shouldn't have been you.", You said to Joaquin, tears glinting in your sight.

"I'm not going anywhere. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.", he said, moving closer as your eyes meet his deep and endearing gaze.

"We should call Sam.", You suggested.

"I'll call him later."

Yours eyes met as he leaned his forehead on yours. You inhaled deeply as he gripped your hands tightly as if you would fall out of his grasp. Joaquin's arms encircle your waist and pull you in his embrace. Your arms rest around his neck, nestling your head against his shoulder.

You hold each other tightly in a moment of calm, seeking comfort from that person. The one person you would always seek out. 

You pull away, but his arms remain around your waist.

"You're so beautiful.", He whispers.

Your breathing shudders for a second before you decide to go for it,

"I-I love you, Joaquin."

You gauge his reaction as his eyes widen slightly. He leans in and guides his lips to yours. He kissed you slowly and passionately, his hands still gripping your waist. You sigh and stand on your tip-toes, tugging the hairs on the back of Joaquin's neck to bring him closer. You both pause, gasping for air for a moment. Kisses linger in between breaths as you both wind down from the intense 24 hours you've had, emotionally and physically.

"For the record, I love you too.", He grins, laughing at your eye roll.

"I didn't quite catch that, why don't you show me again?", You winked, biting your lip as his arms swooped around you again and tugged you closer. 

Barely brushing your lips, he looks between your eyes and then your lips.

"I think we can arrange that."

Your breath catches as your lips brush his. You smiled, closing your eyes, as does Joaquin. You swayed in his arms as his lips encased yours once more. 

Suddenly, red and blue flashing lights breach your vision from below. Sirens surrounded you both. You separated, glancing outside the broken window. 

Police cars surrounded the building. Reinforcements had arrived. His hand still grips yours and you motion to help him take some of his weight, wrapping an arm around his waist. 

"We should get of here.", You pushed open the door to exit down a flight of stairs. 

"Yeah.", Joaquin replied, grinning down at you as you walked out together.

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[dragonmuse]

I would love to know what everyones music taste looks like. A leda house spotify wrapped if you will. Ive been desperate to know if izzy knows about anything other than nirvana and johnny cash.

Okay, so my only issue here is that I am limited by my own narrow bands of interest in music, but I will do my best! (look I don't even have Spotify because I started with Pandora and refuse to move because I finally got my perfect blend of channels)

Izzy- He doesn't listen to music for pleasure a lot, but when he does, it's the music of his teen years. There's a lot of Flogging Molly and the Pogues happening as well as the Nirvana, Pearl Jam and Stone Temple Pilots.

Eddy- So Eddy's taste starts at the same place as Izzy's then branches off wildly. As you can imagine, Eddy will try anything once and listens to almost anything. They also retain everything, so they know the lyrics to everyone else's' favorites. For their act, they gravitate toward punky female rock stars, but they'll try anything once.

Stede- He loves a diva. Cher, Aretha Franklin, Janet Jackson. He will belt Celine and Whitney in the shower. He also loves classical music though more as a background, specifically string quartets. He listens to them a lot at night to the point that Eddy is now sometimes aroused by the sound of a violin by association.

Lucius- He and Stede agree on the great divas, but Lucius will also listen to modern pop. He has no issue with being a cliche that loves Madonna and Lady Gaga unabashedly.

Pete- Entirely by accident, Pete discovered steampunk rock a few years ago and now listens to it almost exclusively. He especially likes Dr. Steel and Steam Powered Giraffe.

Frenchie- As you might expect, he's got the widest range of taste. He listens to his favorites of course, ye olde murder ballads, but he listens to French pop, Afrobeat, country, jazz, and whatever else catches his fancy. He likes a good drag classic now and again, but he uses a lot of his broader taste in his act to really good effect.

John- Pretty much exclusively musicals and he won't apologize for that. His mother raised him on them and he's gone on learning about them. Sometimes he and Frenchie will catch shows or he'll go on his own, so he's always adding to the base. But he listens most frequently to Anything Goes. He just likes Cole Porter a lot.

Jim- Unapologetically and unironically loves cock rock. Guns N' Roses, Motley Crue and Whitesnake are their go-to workout music. They also listen to a lot of Spanish language metal. They rarely sing along with their music, but they will absolutely shout lyrics if Izzy is being a dick that day.

Oluwande: Motown, do-wop and all that good good fifties and sixties stuff. He likes folk a lot too. He also started listening because of his mom and is the only one of Dolly's children that genuinely enjoys all the same music. When he knows she's coming to the shows, he will pull out a Diana Ross number just for her.

Alma- Absolutely loves Florence and the Machine. Got her Mom and Eddy into it too. Enjoys Billie Eillish and Phoebe Bridgers. Her band is a reflection of everyone's taste, so she's familiar with pop punk, indie rock, and thanks to Felix (yes get your boo hisses out now), ska.

Roach- In his downtime listens exclusively to electronica and house music. He's so used to it then he can absolutely fall asleep with it blasting in his ears. Conversely, he also really enjoys ASMR and whale song.

Buttons- He's the one that got Roach into whale song. Also loves a Gregorian monk chanting track. And movie soundtracks.

Charlie- Says he likes all the same things his friends are currently into, but at home, listens to his Mom's old Indigo Girls cds a lot. He also loves Tori Amos and Alanis Morissette. Also Buttons got him into the Gregorian monk chanting so that's his study music now.